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iamnobody

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I'm to much of a pessimist to be considered positive.


But I will share a story with you guys, that will make you laugh.

When I was 19, my dad had a riding lawnmower that broke down. Well he had a friend that was a mechanic so we decided to bring over to his place to get it fixed. Now we didn't have a truck or a trailer at the time so we ended up tying the lawnmower to the back of a jeep Cherokee. I rode the mower while my dad drove the jeep. About halfway there we came to this hill, that snaked REALLY badly. On one side there was nothing but rock wall, on the other side a 50ft ravine. Well I'm perched on the lawnmower staring down this hill wondering how we're going to get this thing to the bottom, when suddenly I realize I'm moving forward. My dad had decided to push the mower with the jeep while I was still on it.

Well I make it past the first turn, and I'm going insanely fast. I start going straight towards the rock wall so I twist the steering wheel and right angle it towards the ravine. Before I get a chance to correct myself I'm off the side of this thing. I hit a tree and get flung from the mower. I faceplant another tree then tumble 50ft down this ravine hitting every rock, tree, and thorn bush on the way down. I get to the bottom and I'm just dazed. I hear my dad at the top of screaming my name, and I'm come crawling up. My face is hamburger meat from getting flung into the tree earlier. The mower is in pieces at the bottom of the ravine. There is blood EVERYWHERE.

My dad gives me a towel and to clean myself up, we get in the Jeep and drive to his friends house to tell them where the mower is, you know priorities right. We then head home.

Now here's where it gets funny. My dad is 6'8" 400lbs. He's built like a gorilla, with twice as much hair. My mom is 5'4 and works overnights. Well I'm sitting at the kitchen table barely consciences when I hear my dad gently knock on the bedroom door. I then hear him open the door and quietly say "hooooney" to which my mom growls "WHAT!"

She comes out of the room in her bathroom takes one look at me, then at my dad and says "You did this, you take him to the hospital" then she stormed off back to bed.


As far as I know that lawnmower is still at the bottom of that ravine.
 
roseypeach

roseypeach

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iamnobody said:
I'm to much of a pessimist to be considered positive.


But I will share a story with you guys, that will make you laugh.

When I was 19, my dad had a riding lawnmower that broke down. Well he had a friend that was a mechanic so we decided to bring over to his place to get it fixed. Now we didn't have a truck or a trailer at the time so we ended up tying the lawnmower to the back of a jeep Cherokee. I rode the mower while my dad drove the jeep. About halfway there we came to this hill, that snaked REALLY badly. On one side there was nothing but rock wall, on the other side a 50ft ravine. Well I'm perched on the lawnmower staring down this hill wondering how we're going to get this thing to the bottom, when suddenly I realize I'm moving forward. My dad had decided to push the mower with the jeep while I was still on it.

Well I make it past the first turn, and I'm going insanely fast. I start going straight towards the rock wall so I twist the steering wheel and right angle it towards the ravine. Before I get a chance to correct myself I'm off the side of this thing. I hit a tree and get flung from the mower. I faceplant another tree then tumble 50ft down this ravine hitting every rock, tree, and thorn bush on the way down. I get to the bottom and I'm just dazed. I hear my dad at the top of screaming my name, and I'm come crawling up. My face is hamburger meat from getting flung into the tree earlier. The mower is in pieces at the bottom of the ravine. There is blood EVERYWHERE.

My dad gives me a towel and to clean myself up, we get in the Jeep and drive to his friends house to tell them where the mower is, you know priorities right. We then head home.

Now here's where it gets funny. My dad is 6'8" 400lbs. He's built like a gorilla, with twice as much hair. My mom is 5'4 and works overnights. Well I'm sitting at the kitchen table barely consciences when I hear my dad gently knock on the bedroom door. I then hear him open the door and quietly say "hooooney" to which my mom growls "WHAT!"

She comes out of the room in her bathroom takes one look at me, then at my dad and says "You did this, you take him to the hospital" then she stormed off back to bed.


As far as I know that lawnmower is still at the bottom of that ravine.
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Gosh damn brother!!! :lol:
 
Yessica...

Yessica...

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iamnobody said:
I'm to much of a pessimist to be considered positive.


But I will share a story with you guys, that will make you laugh.

When I was 19, my dad had a riding lawnmower that broke down. Well he had a friend that was a mechanic so we decided to bring over to his place to get it fixed. Now we didn't have a truck or a trailer at the time so we ended up tying the lawnmower to the back of a jeep Cherokee. I rode the mower while my dad drove the jeep. About halfway there we came to this hill, that snaked REALLY badly. On one side there was nothing but rock wall, on the other side a 50ft ravine. Well I'm perched on the lawnmower staring down this hill wondering how we're going to get this thing to the bottom, when suddenly I realize I'm moving forward. My dad had decided to push the mower with the jeep while I was still on it.

Well I make it past the first turn, and I'm going insanely fast. I start going straight towards the rock wall so I twist the steering wheel and right angle it towards the ravine. Before I get a chance to correct myself I'm off the side of this thing. I hit a tree and get flung from the mower. I faceplant another tree then tumble 50ft down this ravine hitting every rock, tree, and thorn bush on the way down. I get to the bottom and I'm just dazed. I hear my dad at the top of screaming my name, and I'm come crawling up. My face is hamburger meat from getting flung into the tree earlier. The mower is in pieces at the bottom of the ravine. There is blood EVERYWHERE.

My dad gives me a towel and to clean myself up, we get in the Jeep and drive to his friends house to tell them where the mower is, you know priorities right. We then head home.

Now here's where it gets funny. My dad is 6'8" 400lbs. He's built like a gorilla, with twice as much hair. My mom is 5'4 and works overnights. Well I'm sitting at the kitchen table barely consciences when I hear my dad gently knock on the bedroom door. I then hear him open the door and quietly say "hooooney" to which my mom growls "WHAT!"

She comes out of the room in her bathroom takes one look at me, then at my dad and says "You did this, you take him to the hospital" then she stormed off back to bed.


As far as I know that lawnmower is still at the bottom of that ravine.
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I want to hug you until we are both soaking wet with each other's tears!!!!!!!!!!

Mother fucking shit!

Oh a POSITIVE note: awesome story! You're a great writer. I felt like I was there.

I cried. Thank you - I like to cry.
 
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